Simply Business:
"Why." The voice was small and uncertain, quivering in fear.
The boy was small only eight years old with wide terrified green eyes and ruffled blondish brown hair. He was angelic looking with fair skin and a pure innocence all about him.
Alex's teeth clenched, he felt the sorrow building up in him, but he pushed it away, steeling himself and his eyes narrowed.
"It's nothing personal." He told the boy as much as he told it to himself. Simply business, a crud voice whispered in his head. Did that make it worse? The fact that he was going to kill this small boy simply because there would be money offered and a job done. All because of this boy's father who was a prominent business man. That had started doing business with the wrong kinds of people. So this boy was going to suffer because of that, he would be killed today, by Alex's hands; as a warning to his father to not mess with things that where none of his business.
Clicking the safety of the gun, Alex buried his feelings deep inside of him feeling the cold mask slide across his face. His brown eyes stared intently at the boys, taking in the small figure backed up against the wall pressed against it as if he could sink through and disappear. His feet sprawled in front of him, too terrified to try to movie, to try to fight. All the boy did was stare right back at Alex.
'I'm sorry.' Where at the tip of his tongue, but he didn't say them, for it would have been a lie. He wasn't sorry for the boy, only sad that he had to have been unlucky enough to end up at the end of Alex's gun.
It ended quickly, just like all the other once; a shot to the head.
I don't kill children. Yassen's voice whispered in his ears. Did this make him worse then Yassen? If not it made them the same.
The thought didn't terrify him, not like it would have years ago. No he didn't mind at all.
After all it was simply business.
-Tsubasa-